"Roar!"

The terrifying sound of the dragon's groan swirled upwards and resounded in the sky above Fu Mang City. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The roaring sound of the inn is endless. In the dust and smoke, the corridor on the second floor of the inn collapsed almost simultaneously, and the wailing sound was everywhere, and the drinkers who were watching the play on the second floor fell into a pile of meat one by one. Coughing, scolding, and howling in pain. There were even a few tattered wooden doors that were opened by the guests in the guest room and fell directly to the ground with a "bang", leaving only the stunned expressions in the guest room.

Ran Hanchuan leaned against the fragile wall on the side, choking on the smoke and dust and coughing, trying to open his eyes and look into the middle of the inn lobby.

The dust gradually dispersed, and in front of Ran Hanchuan, Mo's body trembled slightly, his face was extremely pale, and he turned his head and gestured to Ran Hanchuan, as if this small movement was extremely difficult, very light and slow.

Ran Hanchuan immediately ran forward, held Mo's crumbling body, and looked at Manghu, whose huge and hideous steel knife fell beside him, dim. The tiger knelt on the ground on his knees, his head hung on his chest, his two thick arms hung weakly on the sides of the tiger's body, looking like there was no trace of breath, and there were fresh blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Is he dead?" Ran Hanchuan asked in a low voice, and Mo nodded lightly. Looking at Mo's weak appearance, Ran Hanchuan's heart tightened, although the reckless tiger was dead, his two brothers were also the two most ferocious beasts.

"Big brother!" Ran Hanchuan was thinking about it in his heart, and the rough roar of the bear and leopard exploded in his ears. The bear and leopard pounced on the corpse of the tiger, seeing that the tiger was out of breath, there was a boiling hot current surging out of the tiger's eyes, regardless of the occasion, regardless of the people around him, a stout man howled and cried, that kind of mourning, really smelled sad.

"Big brother!" Fujimori also walked to the side tremblingly, and the gloomy snake eyes were filled with tears, choked up, unable to speak.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ran Hanchuan suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, and he actually felt sympathy.

"Big brother, you go slowly! The third brother is here to accompany you! In the silence of everyone, the bear and leopard suddenly wailed loudly, picked up the big knife of the reckless tiger on the side, and wiped it on his neck.

"No!" Fujimori yelled, trying to stop it, but it was too late, only to see the body of the bear and leopard also fell to the ground weakly, the tiger's eyes were open, and his eyes were full of anxiety. That's because he was worried that if he took a step too late, he wouldn't be able to catch up with his eldest brother!

"Three..."Fujimori's throat seemed to be stuck, and the whole person froze for an instant, unable to move. The two brothers of life and death, who were still laughing and drinking before a stick of incense, actually left one after another in such a short period of time.

For a long time, for a long time, Fujimori's silent tears hung on his rough face, and even the shouts and wails of the drinkers disappeared without a trace, leaving only silence, the silence that belonged to Fujimori alone.

"You guys!" Fujimori turned his head suddenly, a pair of gloomy snake eyes stared at Ran Hanchuan and Mo fiercely, the hand holding the handle of the knife continued to tremble due to excessive strength, and his gloomy face became abnormally crazy, just when he was about to bite the two like a poisonous snake, a brush flashed with a faint ink light and suddenly stopped in front of his head.

Fujimori was stunned for a moment, his body stopped suddenly, and looking at the brush in front of him, he suddenly laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha! Eldest brother! Third brother! I can't live with you, I can't avenge you! Fujimori raised his head, howled loudly, and stared at Ran Hanchuan and the others, as if he wanted to keep their appearance firmly in his eyes.

"I will let you live with you, and one day, you will die under my sword!" Fujimori put down these words viciously, turned around, took a deep breath, took one last look at his eldest brother and third brother, and rushed straight out of the inn.

As soon as Ran Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, Fujimori suddenly turned around and appeared outside the inn door, seeing that Mo was still looking at him quietly, and disappeared in front of everyone unwillingly.

Ran Hanchuan's heart that had just been lifted was put down again, and he suddenly felt that his shoulders sank, and the ink fell directly on his body, his face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and the whole person was unconscious.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo!"

The next day, Ran Hanchuan sat in the guest room of an inn and looked at Mo who was unconscious. Mo's face has improved a lot, and his vitality has recovered a lot.

After a fierce fight yesterday, almost the entire restaurant of "Jianghu Youke" was about to collapse, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant pulled Ran Hanchuan to death, crying really sad for the hearer, and tears for the listener. Fortunately, Ran Hanchuan brought a lot of silver tickets before going out, no matter how he said it, he was also the little steward of Zixuan Pavilion, and his family background was rich, so he gave the shopkeeper some silver tickets, and this matter was in the past.

The only thing that bothered was the unconscious Mo, who had been seen by several famous doctors in Fu Mang City, but none of them could tell the symptoms and give a prescription. It is almost said that Mo's physique is far beyond ordinary people, and all parts of his body are extremely healthy, even full of qi and blood, but he just hasn't woken up.

The doctors listened to Ran Hanchuan's description of the fierce battle, and said one after another, Mo is very human, he must be a cultivator of immortals, not a mortal doctor who can be cured, they all agreed that Mo is just too much loss, and it can be healed after a period of rest. In this regard, Ran Hanchuan could only send away these famous doctors with a smile.

After resting all night, looking at Mo's complexion now, it is indeed much better. Although he still hasn't woken up, it's not like yesterday, his face is pale and angry.

The magic brush of ink also lay quietly beside him, Ran Hanchuan was curious, but he didn't rush to get the ink, just carefully observed this brush. When I was looking into a trance, I suddenly heard the voice of ink coming from my ears.

"Little brother, it's morning!" Mo's voice was a little tired, but still with a playful tone, Ran Hanchuan turned his head to look at Mo, he was leaning on the bed, with a slight smile on his face.

"It's still early, it's three poles in the morning!" Ran Hanchuan also laughed in surprise.

"Hehe, how long have I been asleep?"

"One day and one night."

Mo closed his eyes and seemed to organize his thoughts again before he said, "What about the reckless tiger and the bear and leopard?" ”

"Buried in the south of the city." Ran Hanchuan replied.

"Fujimori didn't come back, did he?"

"No one has seen him since he left yesterday."

Mo fell into silence, Ran Hanchuan also sighed, and Mo spoke: "Little brother Ran, you say, did I do something wrong?" ”

Ran Hanchuan understood what Mo meant, shook his head, and replied: "Brother Mo, you didn't do anything wrong, if you don't kill Manghu, he will kill us, no matter how touching their brotherhood is, but after all, they are our enemies, not to mention that Manghu has a thousand lives on his hands, how many of them have turned into dry bones?" If Brother Mo hadn't killed him, it would only make this kind of tragedy happen even more! ”

Mo thought seriously for a while, then smiled with relief, looked at Ran Hanchuan, and said, "You are young, you really know a lot!" ”

Ran Hanchuan said embarrassedly: "No, I just read a lot of books on weekdays, and it's like when I was a child hunting, I met a nest of hares, and I couldn't bear to hurt their family, but if I really couldn't find other prey, and if I didn't hurt the nest of hares, I would have to starve to death, and if I didn't kill them, we would have to be killed." It's actually the same thing! ”

"Haha, that's a good point!" Mo praised Ran Hanchuan, and a moment ago, a trace of complexity that still lingered on his brows faded, and said, "You were still hunting when you were a child?" ”

"Well, that's right! I started hunting in the mountains at the age of eight and only went to the city after I was ten. ”

"Oh? What about your parents? Mo asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Ran Hanchuan sighed and said, "I don't know, I've been an orphan since I was a child, and my uncle raised me. ”

Mo nodded and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, little brother." After speaking, he looked at Ran Hanchuan carefully.

"It's fine!" Ran Hanchuan shook his hand, looked at Mo and looked at himself, puzzled: "Brother Mo, what are you doing?" ”

Mo retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "Well, it's nothing, just look at your physique, little brother, if you look closely, it's really a piece of jade!" ”

Ran Hanchuan's eyes lit up and said, "Brother Mo, you want to teach me those magical immortal techniques!" ”

"You kid, aren't you about to go to the Xuanyu Pavilion in the north to apprentice? Why do you want me to learn? You know if you can't chew more! Mo said with a smile.

"Besides, you can't learn those immortal spells of mine, only I can do them alone!"

"Huh? Why? Ran Hanchuan was puzzled.

"Hehe, when you enter the Xuanyu Pavilion and enter my world, you will naturally understand! I'm going to give you a gift, though. Mo smiled mysteriously.

Fu Mang City, south of the city.

Two tombstones are placed side by side.

In front of the tomb, three pillars of incense and three wisps of light smoke rise. Mo held a bowl of wine in his hand, sprinkled it in front of the tomb, and bowed solemnly.

"Reckless Tiger, I didn't expect that your knife that slaughtered thousands of people ended up staining the blood of your own brother." Looking at the steel knife inserted in the ground in front of the tomb, the reckless tiger used, Mo sighed with emotion.

Perhaps there is really a theory of cause and effect in the world, and if you kill too much, you will eventually be condemned by God and harm yourself and your relatives.

Ran Hanchuan also raised the wine in his hand, sprinkled it in front of the tomb, and bowed heavily, this time, he worshiped the bear and leopard.

"Tiger, Bear and Leopard, I respect your brotherhood and am deeply touched by it. But you are wrong after all, if you don't kill you, it will only separate more brothers and more wives. ”

"Little Brother Ran is right, reckless tiger, bear and leopard, I hope you will be brothers again in the next life, be a pair of heroic brothers in the rivers and lakes, don't do evil things again." Mo hugged his fist and said slowly, and after speaking, his eyes skimmed into the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Worshiped the tiger, the bear and the leopard. Ran Hanchuan and Mo also came to say goodbye.

In Ran Hanchuan's bag, there was an extra painting scroll, which contained a painting given to him by Mo. Mo told him that when he was in danger, he would open the scroll and save his life. And the content of the painting is unknown to Ran Hanchuan.

"I see Fujimori as a flawed, insidious and vicious, unscrupulous character who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, little brother, you must be more careful in the future." This is Mo's last piece of advice before leaving.

"Brother Mo, goodbye!" Ran Hanchuan waved his hand in the distance, and Mo nodded lightly and smiled slightly. Looking at Ran Hanchuan's distant back, Mo muttered in a low voice.

"That's Qingqiong, he's the son of a benefactor, he can't be wrong."

Under a tree in the distance, Fujimori quietly hid here, staring at the two of them with a fierce gaze, and the fierce light was revealed.

Fu Mang City, outside the North City.

Ran Hanchuan sat on a board car and leisurely looked at the scenery along the way.

This is a northbound caravan, Ran Hanchuan was a little lazy, paid some money, and took this ride.

"Little brother, where are you going?" The person who asked was a young man with dark eyes, riding a horse in front of Ran Hanchuan and looking at Ran Hanchuan curiously.

Ran Hanchuan smiled and said, "Big brother, I'm going to go to Xuanyu Pavilion to participate in the trial of entry!" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, seemed to recall something, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, when you say this, I remember that when I was my age, I also went to participate in the trial of Xuanyu Pavilion!" ”

"Ahh Big brother, have you passed the trial? Ran Hanchuan asked in surprise.

"If I passed, would I still be here?" The young man shook his head, "It's you, little brother, seeing that you are still young, but you are heroic, you must be a young hero!" I believe you will succeed. ”

Ran Hanchuan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Big brother, you have won the prize." He added: "Big brother, since you have participated in the entrance trial of Xuanyu Pavilion, why don't you tell me the content!" Ran Hanchuan's smile looked a little flattering, or rather, it was more like the kind of smile on his face that Fan Xiangfei he met in Beijiang City.

The young man still shook his head, patted Ran Hanchuan on the shoulder, and said, "Little brother, don't think about it, all those who have participated in the trial of Xuanyu Pavilion have been warned not to inform others of the content of the trial. ”

"Uh... But big brother, even if you say it, others don't know! ”

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense about this, people in Xuanyu Pavilion are all fairy-like characters, what we mortals do, how can they not know! I've heard that once, a person who had participated in a trial leaked the contents, but was taken up the mountain by the people of Xuanyu Pavilion and confined for ten years! ”

Ran Hanchuan was stunned and said, "Is it really so powerful?" The territory of our human race is so huge, and the population is not counted, how can they do it? ”

"Little brother, didn't I tell you everything! In the Xuanyu Pavilion, they are all immortals! What is in the world, how can there be anything that the gods don't know? ”

Ran Hanchuan pursed his lips, and he still didn't seem to believe it.

The young man shook his head with a smile and said, "I can only tell you that I haven't even passed the first level. But little brother, you are different from me, you will definitely succeed, come on! ”

"Thank you, big brother!" Ran Hanchuan's encouragement to the young people returned with courtesy and gave his hands to the road.

Just as Ran Hanchuan and the young man were chatting happily, there was a neighing sound of horses coming from the caravan ahead, which was the sound of frightened horses. Followed by the sound of roaring horses' hooves, I saw the dust in front of me, and on both sides of the caravan, two teams of horses roaring, surrounded the caravan.

A rough roar came from ahead: "Robbery! ”

The roar spread throughout the caravan, and many people began to stir, but the surrounding horse thieves raised their steel knives one by one, and the people who were immediately frightened were silent.

Seeing this scene, Ran Hanchuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said in his heart: "It won't be so unlucky!" ”

The caravan was not too long, at least with Ran Hanchuan's eyesight, he could easily see the scene in front of the caravan.

A big man led by a horse thief has a hideous face, a vicious face, and tiger eyes, and looks like a bloodthirsty murderer. He carried a huge double-edged axe on his shoulder, and a cruel smile hung over his lips.

"Surrender your belongings, or I won't mind killing you all!" After saying that, the big man laughed a few times, swept the double-edged axe in his hand, pointed at the caravan, and carried it back on his shoulder.

"Who are you?" The caravan owner was a middle-aged man, his body was quite thin, compared to the big man led by the horse thief, like an eagle and a chick, he respectfully walked to the caravan, bowed his head and clenched his fists, and asked humbly.

"Lao Tzu is the famous Tufeng Village, the owner of the village, Tu Feng!"

Ran Hanchuan suddenly felt speechless, not long ago he ran into one of the two major land snakes in Fu Mang City, Manghu Village, this time out of the city gate, he actually ran into another land snake - Tu Feng Village. I'm so lucky!

"It turned out to be the owner of Tufeng Village, long admiration, long admiration!" The middle-aged man clenched his fists, then beckoned to the guy behind him, and ordered someone to move three large boxes, which were actually full of golden gold when they were opened.

"These will be given to the owner of the village, to reward all the brothers of Tufeng Village, and I hope that the owner of the village will make it convenient for us."

"Not enough, not enough! I want all your goods! Tu Feng smiled and stretched out his thick index finger and shook it.

"This—" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Good! In this case, it will all be given to the owner of the village! ”

"Haha! Readily! You're not bad, unlike some procrastinating caravan bosses, Lao Tzu was annoyed when he saw it, and he killed it directly! Tu Feng said, waved his hand, and said, "Brothers, come, make a way for them!" ”

The caravan owner wiped the cold sweat on his face, waved his hand, and hurriedly took the guys of the caravan and walked out quickly, and a few panicked guys, because of fear and fear, fled quickly, but were knocked to the ground by the horse thief on the side, with a knife in his hand.

Ran Hanchuan also followed the caravan to escape from the encirclement of Tufeng Village, looking at the panicked guys around him, he was helpless. In this world, big fists are really the last word, Ran Hanchuan suddenly wanted to join Xuanyu Pavilion more urgently, and there was a desire to become stronger.

Soon after. Ran Hanchuan said goodbye to the caravan, and he walked alone on the road from the north to the Howling Wind Mountain, where Xuanyu Pavilion was located. Before leaving, the young man gave him a piece of advice: "Before going up the mountain, you must see the mountain clearly and see the direction clearly." ”

Not long after Ran Hanchuan left the caravan, he was walking on a small road, when suddenly two small steel knives came out of nowhere and stood in front of him, and at the same time, two clear voices said in unison: "Robbery!" ”

Ran Hanchuan's face darkened, and he was speechless.

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